Rage is something I have experienced throughout my life. It is stronger than anger, it is uncontrollable, unlike anger. Anger is what I have to go to bed with. It's just an echo, dust underfoot. Loss of self-control is something that I have suffered since childhood. I never learned to fully control my emotions, only at times I could control myself. Every time I felt that my nerves were on edge, that I was about to explode and burn myself from the inside, she came. Rage gave me something that no drug could give. Pleasure. The blood boils, bringing the mind into ecstasy. You don't understand anything anymore, it's more intoxicating than any alcohol. It destroyed me. The reputation of our criminal organization was the worst of all. In our world, this meant one thing: you should stay away from us. Did I get high off my own shit? Well, what can I say? Yes, I enjoyed. Welcome to my dark world, kids.Contains foul language.